This year, through some miracle of miracles, the birds left some plums for us. Whether it was conscious or whether they just missed them, I don’t know. Of course, as happens with every variety of fruit and vegetable in the garden, they all ripened at once. There was not a huge amount but certainly more than we would eat. I put them in the cool room (along with the 1,000 passionfruit) until I could decide what to do with them. We are not big jam eaters so jam was not an option. We do, however, eat a bit of sauce. Plum sauce it would be then. Continue reading